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Last published Fri, Feb 14, 2020
'NAOMI....NAOMI!...NAOMI....NAOMI!'
I could feel everyone's eyes on me. The adrenaline rushing inside me from the crown of my head to the tip of my toe. Asher smirked at me and made a show of his palms floating in the air and suddenly going down like a ship sinking. I know what he was trying to do. That son of a medusa was trying to spite me. I focused on the goal, on the left side to distract Caleb, the goalkeeper. I kicked the ball, imagining it to be Asher's face and.....
GOAL!!
let's face it. we live in a patriarchal society where people piss on the name of equality. being a feminist makes you an attention seeker.
Meet Naomi rao. Soccer is her life. Guitar is her boyfriend(beside food of course). Books are her best friends. Novels help her escape the reality. The beauty of literature enthralls her. An ultimate feminist, vowing to never succumb to the boundaries of the society. Funny how even without a dick, one part of girls' body get a boner because of society. which part, you ask?....the middle finger, duh.
Meet a for Asher rai a.k.a asshole. Soccer is his life. Piano is his girlfriend (besides his car ofc). Books are his best friends. An ultimate sexist.
opposites attract? Let's see.
but they are so similar too.'he is more herself than she is'
Also,
'It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single woman is incapable, short clothed girl is a whore, men can never be homemakers and that naomi gives zero fucks to these opinions'
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